I seriously don't get the appeal of breaking apart a crustacean into a million pieces to get a few ounces of crab meat.
Maybe it's because I'm not a native Marylander... Maybe it's because I'm a lazy eater... Maybe it's because the smell of vinegar makes me gag and the newspaper-covered tables are usually soaked in it... Maybe because it just looks gross... Maybe it's all of the above!
I do know; however, that Doodle proved that she's a true Marylander on Saturday when she walked up to her Daddy for some Princess Juice and ended up staying and eating crabs with him!
P.s. Happy 1/2 Birthday, Haden! I can't believe we've not met yet... I'm definitely trying to remedy that!
P.p.s. Jill- Get the maid. ;)